Rookie's Jedi Strikes Back

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When Ye Ying said this, it must be because she had thought about it before.

When playing games with Yan Xiaohan in the past, he imagined that if one ignores the extent of his disability and only looks at the awareness and strategy of the game, then he is undoubtedly a master, even a master.But all the assumptions are only under the condition of "not handicapped".

But why does such a person with good or even excellent conditions in all aspects have such rubbish hand speed?

Uh, saying this may make Yan Xiaohan sad, but it is indeed the truth.Of course, Ye Ying would definitely not ask such a question face to face.

Ye Ying leaned closer and whispered, "When we played together in the Internet cafe last time, I thought there was something wrong with his wrist."

Su Zhou gave a "hmm" without any obvious expression on his face.

He noticed that Ye Ying was still looking at him, turned his head and said jokingly: "Why don't you watch the game so exciting, why watch me?"

"what?"

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, didn't he think that Su Zhou must be very concerned about Yan Xiaohan's "illness" and thought he was going to ask something.

Ye Ying touched her nose in embarrassment, and obediently turned her head to watch the game, but from the corner of her eyes, Zhou Si, who was sitting next to her, glanced at them.Ye Ying pursed her lower lip.

In the game, it has now shrunk to the penultimate poison circle, Yan Xiaohan and Zhi Nan are still hovering on the edge of the safe zone, waiting for Song Chen to "enter the tiger's mouth".

Zhi Nan looked at the terrain, and discussed with Yan Xiaohan: "Xiaohan beauty, why don't I wrong you to pull a gun line?"

"Putting the gun line" is just a euphemism. In fact, it means rushing towards the enemy without thinking and desperately, blocking the enemy's muzzle with his chest, and being the "people's hero" in the game.

But Yan Xiaohan was a little hesitant.

He wasn't afraid of death, it was just that an idea kept appearing in his mind over and over again, which made him have to face it squarely.

Yan Xiaohan paused for a long time before saying in a low voice: "I... don't think it's time to pull the line. Give me a chance and I'll take a snipe."

Lin Fei and Jiang Hao said together in surprise: "What?!"

Yan Xiaohan was confident: "What's the matter? Can't I snipe once?" After speaking, his momentum lost eight points, and he said weakly as if begging, "Give me a chance."

"Of course." Lin Fei couldn't hear Yan Xiaohan's tone, so he immediately changed his face and laughed, "Then Zhi Nan will pull the gun thread, what's the matter?"

Jiang Hao looked like a fool: "You are not crazy."

Lin Fei ignored him, stared at the computer screen and suddenly shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, it's now, Zhinan, go! It's time for you to be a hero and save the beauty!"

Song Chen just ran in from the drug ring, looking around vigilantly, with a gun in his hand.Suddenly, he saw a person rushing out from directly in front of him. His spirit tensed up instantly, and he fired two shots at the opponent, but missed, and was dodged by the S-shaped pace.

There is no cover around him, he is afraid that the opponent will shoot suddenly, then he will appear very passive, but after a few seconds, the opponent has no intention of shooting at all other than walking around in front of him like a fool-even he He didn't even hold a gun in his hand.

A surge of blood rushed straight into his mind, Song Chen gritted his teeth, his usually expressionless face looked a bit ferocious.

Who is he looking down on? !

He doesn't draw a gun?Very well, then he doesn't carry a gun either.

With bare hands, he, Song Chen, will lose even if he doesn't see him!

Here Lin Fei and Jiang Hao stared at Song Chen for a long time, but they didn't see even a single drop of blood from him.Lin Fei couldn't help persuading Yan Xiaohan: "Xiaohan, although it's unfair for us to sneak up like this without a gun, but the game still has to be divided into winners and losers. If you don't hit me, I won't fight, how can it work? "

Yan Xiaohan's face turned black in an instant, he squinted his eyes, and spit out a few words from between his teeth: "Lao, zi, already, classic, open, good, a few, gun, it."

Lin Fei: "..."

He laughed awkwardly, thinking to himself, he fired several shots, but he missed a single shot, he is indeed the little devil king of the Jedi!

Yan Xiaohan wiped off the sweat from his palms, and bit his lower lip tightly.

Song Chen didn't bring a gun, and he was fisting with Zhi Nan.Both of them lost more than half of their HP, and if you look closely, Zhinan should have lost more.Seeing that in a few seconds, the game between the two will end with Zhinan's sacrifice.Yan Xiaohan knew that if he missed another hit, he would definitely lose this round.

The heart was beating violently and fast, and his chest was tense and aching, Yan Xiaohan bit his lower lip hard with his teeth, and his mouth was filled with a bloody smell in an instant.He stabilized his trembling right hand and told himself, just this time, the last time, must succeed.

boom!

"Hit!" Jiang Hao shouted loudly.

Yan Xiaohan's spirit relaxed, and he slumped on the seat.

He stared at the system prompt on the lower left: [The little Jedi devil used 98K to knock down Song Chen]

Although the bullet just passed by his shoulder, Song Chen's blood volume was already very low at this time, the extremely light friction was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and he was instantly knocked down to the ground.

The game is officially over.

The lights on the stage came on, the host came out from the side of the stage, Yan Xiaohan followed Lin Fei to the center of the stage in a daze, and shook hands with the four opponents after the match.

Yan Xiaohan noticed that the captain of the defeated team seemed to look at him twice more, and even shook hands harder and longer than his teammates. At the moment when he let go, he seemed to whisper: " You are amazing, you can even guess people's hearts."

Yan Xiaohan looked up at him in bewilderment.

Song Chen has a very decent face, with straight features and bright eyes, but his face has no expression all the time, even when he speaks, he looks serious.

Yan Xiaohan stared at his leaving back for a long time, then turned around and asked Lin Fei with some hesitation: "Am I good?"

"Of course!" Lin Fei was very beaming at this time, "Our Xiaohan must be the most powerful."

Yan Xiaohan: "..."

Lin Fei praised him since he was a child, and even thought his farts were delicious, so he couldn't believe his words.

Su Zhou stood up and pinched the bridge of his nose.

After watching the game for so long, I am really tired.

He skipped Zhou Si, and said to Zhao Qian and Ye Ying: "I'll go to the backstage to rest for a while."

After speaking, he turned around, with his coat on his forearm, and walked slowly while Yan Xiaohan was in the stands.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him, but after a while, someone caught up with him, walked beside him, and after a long silence, he whispered: "I sent you a text message, did you receive it?"

Su Zhou pretended not to hear it and ignored it.

Zhou Si still persevered: "You haven't changed your phone number for so many years, have you..."

"No." Su Zhou didn't stop, but suddenly wanted to laugh out loud. He didn't know why Zhou Si thought so, friendship?No, their friendship has already been ruined by him, "I don't care what's going on in your mind, it's all right anyway."

"Zhouzhou, we..."

"Captain Zhou, we don't know each other well."

After Su Zhou said this, he tilted his head and lowered his eyes, gave Zhou Si a smile that was not a smile, and then walked into the backstage door.

The pace under Zhou Si's feet stagnated, and his face froze for a moment.He knew Su Zhou too well, he knew every expression, every expression, every word of him like the back of his hand.

Su Zhou was really angry just now.

Only Yan Xiaohan and his team were left in the backstage lounge, and the four of them obviously relaxed a lot in this special room that looked like them.

Jiang Hao clicked his tongue, still reminiscing about Yan Xiaohan's last shot just now: "Don't tell me, Brother Yan is quite reliable at critical moments."

Lin Fei looked proud: "That is!"

Zhi Nan also applauded in response: "Not bad."

Yan Xiaohan felt that he should be humble now, but he still couldn't control the corners of his mouth that were constantly upturned, his smiling eyes were curved into crescent moons, like a cute kitten: "Ha, it's a piece of cake."

Su Zhou, who was leaning against the door, suddenly laughed.

After everyone in the room looked over, he put his hand on his lips, suppressed his smile, and walked in: "It's a good fight."

Lin Fei still didn't have a good face when he saw Su Zhou: "Then what do you need to say?"

Jiang Hao seemed very enthusiastic: "God Z, sit down!"

Su Zhou sat down beside Yan Xiaohan without hesitation.

Lin Fei's face turned black in an instant, but Yan Xiaohan didn't respond. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, so he simply chose to be a gentleman, don't see anything wrong, don't hear anything wrong, don't speak anything wrong.

Su Zhou glanced at Yan Xiaohan's right hand indifferently, and asked him, "Don't you feel any discomfort?"

Yan Xiaohan let out an "ah" and seemed a little confused. He asked Su Zhou back: "Is there something wrong with me?"

Su Zhou was stunned for a moment: "...Well, that's not true."

An hour later, it will be the next final. If they can win this game, they will be the champion!

Yan Xiaohan felt nervous and irritated when he thought of this, he took a bottle of water with an eye-catching icon on the table closest to him, the bottle cap opened with a light twist, Yan Xiaohan held the water bottle, raised his head and drank water, hard It felt as if he drank baijiu out of the tasteless mineral water - now he felt a little dizzy and his stomach was a little bloated.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Yan Xiaohan's face was red, his body was hot, his head was a little dizzy, and he almost lost his footing when he got up.

Su Zhou quickly stretched out his hand to support him, sensing that something was wrong with him, he got up and hugged his shoulder in a vain manner, lowered his head and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Your face is so red? Have a fever?"

As he said that, Su Zhou wanted to reach out and touch Yan Xiaohan's forehead.

Over there, Lin Fei saw that Su Zhou had started to move his hands and feet, so he couldn't help but keep silent.

Fuck a gentleman.

Lin Fei strode up to Yan Xiaohan, slapped Su Zhou's hand fiercely with one hand, pulled Yan Xiaohan behind him, and stared at Su Zhou angrily: "Why are you still moving?"

Su Zhou said with a cold face, "There is something wrong with Yan Xiaohan."

"What's wrong, didn't it look good just now?" Lin Fei turned to look at Yan Xiaohan.

But at this moment, there is no half shadow of Yan Xiaohan.

Just now when Su Zhou came in, he closed the door, but now the door is wide open, still shaking slightly.

While the two of them were talking, Yan Xiaohan couldn't hold back the urge to urinate, so he slipped out by himself.

The author has something to say: the agreed double update, the second update came very late~

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Are those little cuties who urged me to update daily still there?

In addition, if you take the train during the day, you can only get there in the middle of the night, and the update will be very late.

By the way, does anyone really follow up regularly?By the way, I don’t seem to have a clear update time →_→